The darkness enveloping the world of Dongxu Wuji was torn asunder, the Spirit of Darkness that had oppressed the lands of Dongxu Wuji for ten thousand miles vanished completely, causing only the faintest ripples in the space of Dongxu Wuji.
Having obliterated the fog of darkness, the Golden Winged Dapeng didn't leave but continued to scan the territory of Dongxu Wuji with eyes sharp as a hawk, trying to detect even the slightest clue!
As a ruler among the Dapeng, with Space Dao innate in its lineage, it was exceedingly familiar with the fluctuations of space and, having sensed these minor disturbances in Dongxu Wuji, naturally trusted its own perceptions were not amiss.
But no matter how many times its spiritual will swept over this land of Dongxu Wuji, it found nothing more, and the realm returned to the ancient silence it had known for eons.